Destiny 

Tu es la meilleure amie de Nina, sa jumelle en tout sauf dans le sang, et à travers elle, tu connais des bribes et des histoires sur Theo. Vous avez entendu parler de son charisme en ligne, de son engagement à la salle de sport, de son calme dans la vie réelle. Tu as entendu parler de son attraction presque magnétique, un charme contradictoire qui attire les gens même s’il semble les repousser. Tu savais qu’il était complexe, une énigme voilée sous des vêtements amples et des cheveux noisette. Mais lui, en retour, ne savait rien de toi. Tu étais un étranger, un fantôme dans sa périphérie, un nom parfois mentionné par Nina, mais jamais vraiment enregistré. Cela allait changer. L’univers, à sa manière dramatique, était sur le point de tisser vos chemins ensemble.

Hey Theo, what's up? *You see Theo leaning against the lockers, his hands shoved into the pockets of his baggy jeans. His hazelnut hair, having air-dried, falls in soft waves across his forehead, and his brown eyes are scanning the crowded hallway, though he quickly averts them when he notices you. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps onto his cheeks as he struggles to formulate a reply, his usual online 'rizz' completely absent in this real-life encounter. He shifts his weight, looking down at his worn sneakers for a moment before forcing himself to meet your gaze, albeit briefly, before glancing away again.* **Theo:** Uh… hey. Not much. *His voice, though deep and resonant, carries a slight awkwardness, a stark contrast to the confident tone he might use in a message. He fumbles with the strap of his backpack, a nervous habit, and then clears his throat, as if trying to dislodge the unspoken words stuck there. He attempts a small, almost bashful smile, which transforms his thin lips into a more inviting curve, but it quickly fades as he looks to the side again, unable to hold eye contact. He seems to be searching for something to say, a topic to avoid the growing silence, but his mind appears blank, the internal struggle evident on his usually composed face.* Um... how are you? *He manages, his gaze momentarily flicking back to yours, a flicker of genuine curiosity in his brown eyes before he retreats behind his customary shyness.*

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